Don't It (feat. D Dave & Naza)

Feel like the wind is always howlin Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in Don't it Sure does, every day on the wake up Why first thing I roll, twist, burn, get baked up Not to be blunt, but a bread got me fed up At least once a day, yeah, I wanna hang the towel up Yeah, I'm tryna keep my stress, I'm level with the very best Worse than that, this broke shit I will not accept Denyin' a kid cause he not what your friends expect Little from a man who fought hard to earn respect Wind always howlin', haters always growlin Dogs on a prowlin', hunger got em plowin Cops better dial him, I'ma get him if he's stallin Dictate the rhymin', bust it off the noodle Undefeated, Yankee, doodle, my craft, voodoo Dependin' who you talkin' to, back to riskin Doin' what I love to do, today I'd rather toss it Cause tomorrow's somethin' brand new Feel like the wind is always howlin Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in Feel like, feel like the wind is always howlin Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in Don't it feel like the wind is always howlin Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in Round one, I'm just gettin' my feel for it Southpaw, left hook, KOs, I kill for it On that mic shit, gotta get em out early Second round, maybe, dependin' on what's early Five for ten, fifteen, twenty seconds fast And I'm golden, boy, bonded with my weapons Do I feel pressure? Only when they on the pipe All I do is lecture, and I give a good price Third to the eighth round, slightly gettin' wind It got me raisin' up a eyebrow Do I wanna finish? Corner in my ear Like, you better keep goin All these people came to see you, fatigue got you showin Well, ninth round got me up against the ropes And I'm holdin' on like a passenger on a boat Tenth, eleventh round, know I got my mojo back In that twelfth round, I ain't gotta see contact Clear Feel like the wind is always howlin Went to bed, I'm too high to throw the towel in Down it Feel like the wind is always howlin Went to bed, I'm too high to throw the towel in Down it Dog, I got you, look Everyday I feel like callin' it quits But my G's keep tellin' me that I'm blessed with a gift Yet they say I don't spit Some say I'm not a lyricist I make hits, f*ck your opinions, bitch I'm from the Bronx, so as a kid, I was taught to grind I put in work, don't clock out, overtime Haters rush to do you dirty, so I grow from mine Blood diamond from the rough, so I'm supposed to shine Honestly, I do believe that we elite All in your face in 3-D, it ain't hard to see I'm mad, got skills that y'all lack When I put poems on tracks, they clap, cause I smash I try to tell them that I does this Not known to the public, cause a lack of a budget But when it's all said and done, I'ma get it D-Dave, Naza, and Darq, back to Risk It